I know I don’t have to tell you guys I’m a flawed individual right? I’m fortunate enough to have people to remind me of my missteps and course-correct me when I fail, and so, I’m doing a little revisit to yesterday’s post. I don’t intend to make a habit of deleting posts- I like the transparency of saying “yep, I said that, and yep, I was wrong.” However, I also want to be sure I keep those visible mistakes limited to showing my flaws and not necessarily highlighting anyone else’s.
So, if you’re interested in yesterday’s baby steps towards better eating, you can find it here.
I do want to improve my message from yesterday- you guys know I have very strong feelings about food, and am particularly heavily invested in improving the quality of life for those I love by improving how we eat. I love my parents very very much and will teeter on the verge of disrespect when it means standing between them and the things that have a deleterious effect on their health. Of course, I want to do that in a way that is understanding and respectful. So here’s my attempt at that.
Friends, my parents are getting older. I’m pretty sure a lot of us are in the place where, when we see the prescriptions and the joint pain and the challenges with blood pressure and cholesterol, we want to help. I don’t want to lose my parents. And when I open their pantry, I bet I see a similar scene to the one you see. The food industry has created pretty gross stuff disguised as healthy and nutritious. The tough part is that those things are full of additives that can endanger people with blood pressure and cholesterol issues, they can lead to diabetes, decreased neural function, and lots of other issues.
I don’t want that for my parents y’all. But I’m up against years and years of food industry propaganda and the challenges of finding fresher, better ingredients that are also easy to prepare for a family of two. That’s not easy! Before my mom got sick, I think I’d resigned myself to the idea that my parents at least eat at home, love vegetables, aren’t overweight, and are active. That’s not enough for me anymore. I want to have many many more years with my parents. I want them to play with my children and go with us to shows and help with our homeschool and make all the memories I have from my grandparents.
Life is so fragile y’all. We don’t all have chances to make an impact that will improve someone’s life. So if those opportunities do arise, we have to take them. Food works for me. Any chance I have to help someone, especially my parents, improve what they’re putting into their bodies, I’m going to do that.
What about you? How will you change the lives of those you love? I’m hoping you can do that, friends, in whatever way works for you.